Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ashes To Ashes Composer(s): David Bowie First release by: David Bowie - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song I've heard a rumour from Ground Control Oh no, don't say it's true
They got a message from the Action Man "I'm happy, hope you're happy too I've loved all I've needed love Sordid details following"
The shrieking of nothing is killing Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low
Time and again I tell myself I'll stay clean tonight But the little green wheels are following me Oh no, not again I'm stuck with a valuable friend "I'm happy, hope you're happy too" One flash of light but no smoking pistol
I never done good things I never done bad things I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh Want an axe to break the ice Wanna come down right now
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low
My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom
Do You Know, Do You Care?
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): London Starlight Orch.; Phil Collins
You said you would, you didn't and I want to know why And don't make no excuses You promised, you promised, you better explain Though I don't know what the use is You said you could, you couldn't, now why did you lie You made it look so easy You did it, why do it, what was your point? Laughing while you tease me Oh, do you know and do you care? I said I did, I shouldn't cause the magic will go It happened once before You'll see it, you'll steal it and take it away And then come back for more Don't say you weren't, you were 'cause I saw you myself It's too late for your reason You're lying, you're lying, you've done it this time I'm sick of all the cheating Oh, well do you know and do you care? 'Cause I watch you oo every day I watch you pass me by I'll get you Yes in the end I'll get you Just watch me try Oh you make it hard to be hard but I'm trying my best Cause down inside I'm burning You want it, you get it, now take it and run I'll hide how much it's hurting Oh, well do you know and do you care? Oh, well do you know and do you care?
Do You Know Why?
Composer(s): Johnny Burke - James Van Heusen
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
We used to say our love will stay Until the cows come home And then the cows came home Do you know why? We used to say well love this way Till Hades freezes over And then it just froze over Do you know why?
We thought we had the future, dancing a jig for us Do you suppose our little dreams got too big for us?
We used to say our love will stay Forever and a night And now forevers gone Darling, do you know why? Neither do I
Ashes And Glass Composer(s): Bob Weir - Andre Pessis Performer(s): Bob Weir
What if all tomorow brings is ashes and glass And I can't tell you child, "this too shall pass" If all the world were windswept, cold and gray And in the end there's nothing left to say
If all the silicon and best laid plans Became the master, and the fall of man If all the earth were baked to hard red clay Not so far from where we are today
Ah well anyway
Come on darlin', swing and sway Daddy gonna find us a better way And if that better way don't float Daddy gonna find us a tighter boat
And if that tighter boat don't sail Grab a bucket babe, and start to bail And if that bucket spring a leak Little miss, we're up the creek
What if fire came raining on the hills And mountains made of rusting Coupe De Villes And all God's children find themselves alone And all the poets took to throwing stones
Guess we're on our own No way out and no way home
Come on baby, it's time to sing Daddy gonna grab that old brass ring And if that old brass ring don't fit Daddy gonna get to fixin' it
And if that old brass ring stays broke Daddy gonna buy you a billy goat And if that billy goat don't bark Gonna give that goat the old kick start Old kick start
What if all that was left was ashes and glass And I can't tell you child, "this too shall pass" And if those four horsemen can't be turned away And everyone's too paralyzed to pray
Too paralyzed to pray And the jury's out on judgement day And there ain't nothing left to say Nothing left to say
Come on baby we can fly Daddy's got a stack of alibi's Alibi's shot full of holes Come on child, let's rock and roll
And if that roll takes us to France Teach them Froggies how to dance Keep on dancin', sing the tune We'll be dancin' all around the moon
And if that big old moon go bust Well ashes to ashes, baby, dust to dust Baby it's time for one last rave Keep on dancin' on our own graves
On our own graves Keep on dancing On our own graves Keep on dancing Keep on dancing
Do You Know Who I Am? Composer(s): Bobby Russell Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Do you know who I am Have you have any idea who I am Yes it's been quite a while And it's so good to see you again
It's so dark in this place That I can't see your face May believe Oh I see Does he know who I am And what once was between you and me
Do you know how I tried Have you any idea how I tried Not to keep you in sight Do you know darling how much I cried
I remember you said That you had to forget about me, and be free Do you know who I am or have you forgot about me
Do you think there's a chance You and I could start over again Is there a prayer you still pray Or has it just been too long and we're through Well, what about you and him Oh he's only a friend Well I see there's still a chance for me
Well maybe some other time, in some other place With our love in your heart and a smile on your face You will know who I am When that time comes you'll know who I am You will know who I am When that time comes you'll know who I am You will know who I am When that time comes you'll know who I am
Tchin Tchin Composer(s): Ch. Blackwell Performer(s): Richard Anthony
Tchin tchin à ma santé Tchin tchin je veux t'oublier Depuis que tu es partie Je me noie dans le whisky Tchin tchin encore une fois Tchin tchin wo yé
Tchin tchin à mes amours Tchin tchin qu'elle me revienne un jour Je suis prêt à lui pardonner Car entre nous tout peut recommencer Tchin tchin mais jusque là Tchin tchin wo yé
Je t'imagine Blotti dans ses bras Lui disant des mots doux Quand moi tout seul je reste planté là
Tchin tchin je me sens bien Tchin tchin avec mon chagrin Je n'ai plus qu'à continuer C'est bien comme ça qu'on enterre le passé Tchin tchin encore unefois Tchin tchin wo yé
Theme From Mahogany (Do You Know Where You're Going To?)
Theme From Mahogany (Do You Know Where You're Going To?) ((Dutch Versions: Als Je Wist (Cecile Van Dijck) - 1977; Geen Idee (Marc-Marie Huijbregts) - 2011)) Composer(s): Michael Masser - Gerry Goffin First release by: Diana Ross - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you Where are you going to? Do you know?
Do you get What you're hoping for When you look behind you There's no open door What are you hoping for? Do you know?
Once we were standing still in time Chasing the fantasies That filled our minds You knew how I loved you But my spirit was free Laughin' at the questions That you once asked of me
Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you Where are you going to? Do you know?
Now looking back at all we've planned We let so many dreams Just slip through our hands Why must we wait so long Before we'll see How sad the answers To those questions can be
Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you Where are you going to? Do you know?
Do you get What you're hoping for When you look behind you There's no open door What are you hoping for? Do you know?
Ashby De La Zouch Composer(s): Al Hoffman - Milton Drake - Jerry Livingston Performer(s): The Merry Macs; Tommy Turner; Paul Rich
Theres a village that I love in Leicestershire Always had my heart enthralled Where the stars are bright above in Leicestershire Believe it or not its called
Ashby De La Zouch Castle Abbey Thats the only place that I long to be Skies are full of blue And the cows are full of moo In Ashby De La Zouch By the sea
Ashby De La Zouch Castle Abbey Its a little bit of heaven to me Girls have pretty curls And the boys have pretty girls In Ashby De La Zouch by the sea
Its just a little hum-drum place But youll be glad that you came Its such a beautiful someplace Aint it a shame that its got such a name
Ashby De La Zouch Castle Abbey, Thats the only place where I long to be If you want a smooch And be happy as a pooch Go to Ashby De La Zouch by the sea
Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans
Composer(s): Louis Alter - Eddie DeLange
First recording/First release by: Louis Armstrong and His Dixieland Seven - 1946/1947
Covered by multiple other artists
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans And miss it each night and day I know I'm not wrong, the feeling's getting stronger The longer I stay away
Miss the moss-covered vines, tall sugar pines Where mockingbirds used to sing I'd love to see that old lazy Mississippi Hurrying into Spring
The moonlight on the bayou A Creole tune that fills the air I dream about magnolias in bloom And I'm wishin I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans When that's where you left your heart And there's one thing more, I miss the one I care for More than I miss New Orleans
Do You Know What I Mean
Composer(s): Lee Michaels
First release by: Lee Michaels - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Been forty days since I don't know when I just saw her with my best friend Do you know what I mean? Do you know, know what I mean?
I just saw her yesterday I just saw her, asked her to stay Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean?
Her and Bobby were steppin out Her and Bobby didn't know I found out Do you know what I mean? Do you know, know what I mean?
So I asked her if she still cared She didn't hear me, she just stared Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean?
And then she said Lee you haven't loved me in nearly four years You haven't noticed that I held back my tears And now you have, but it's really too late Better find yourself another girl Better find another girl Better find uh, another place
She just left me yesterday She just left me, had nothing to say Do you know what I mean? Oh, do you know what I mean?
She's a dandy, yes indeed She's a dandy, but now she's free Do you know what I mean? Lawd, do you know what I mean?
Been forty days since I don't know when Do you know what I mean? Lawd, do you know what I mean?
I just saw her yesterday I just saw her, learn how to stay Do you know what I mean? Lawd, Do you know what I mean?
Asesina De Mi Vida Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
No sé cómo te soporto no sé como te tolero debe ser el fin de siglo o que estoy enloqueciendo Sé que amarte es un combate donde siempre caigo preso pero bien valen tus rejas un descenso a los infiernos
Me someto a tu malicia como quien profesa un credo no me quedan más esquemas que las reglas de tu juego Bailo al son de tus caprichos dices negro y digo negro no te llevo la contraria porque no deseo hacerlo
Vas a acabar con mis días y mis noches, asesina asesina de mi vida.
Tu crueldad es una esponja que succiona mi cerebro me torturas lentamente con tu corazón de hielo No tienes la sangra fría que eso es tener sangre al menos lo que corre por tus venas es dulcísimo veneno
Mira que te gusta verme humillado como un perro qué te importa maltratarme si ni siento ni padezco Pero todo se me pasa como si fuera un mal sueño cuando veo que tus ojos me insinúan: ahora quiero
Do You Know The Way To San Jose?
((French Version: La Route Du Bonheur (Liliane Saint Pierre) - 1969))
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: Dionne Warwick - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Do you know the way to San Jose? I've been away so long I may go wrong and lose my way Do you know the way to San Jose? I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose
L.A. is a great big freeway Put a hundred down and buy a car In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star Weeks turn into years. How quick they pass And all the stars that never were Are parking cars and pumping gas
Do you know the way to San Jose? They've got a lot of space There'll be a place where I can stay I was born and raised in San Jose I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose
Fame and fortune is a magnet It can pull you far away from home With a dream in your heart you're never alone Dreams turn into dust and blow away And there you are without a friend You pack your car and ride away
I've got lots of friends in San Jose Do you know the way to San Jose? Can't wait to get back to San Jose
Ascot Gavotte ((English Version: The Ascot Gavotte (by Roger Rees)) Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe - Lane & Friends
Dames en Heren: Elke lady, elke lord is hier Al wat adel is of wordt, is hier Wat betoverend, oog- en hart- verov'rend is toch weer die echte Ascot-sfeer Aan de start staan alle paarden wie van hen gaat strijken met de eer? Wat opwindend, zenuwen verslindend is toch weer die echte Ascot sfeer Hoor eens onze harten bonzen open monden O, wat ben ik opgewonden! Weer begint het spel sneller klopt ons hart Hoor! Daar gaat de bel al! O, wat snel al gaan ze ... Kijk! Ze zijn gestart!
Wat een vreselijke spanning was dat! O, men schreeuwt zich bijkans hees O, wat boeiend, dodelijk vermoeiend is toch steeds zo'n echte Ascot race!
Dames en Heren en alle anderen Weer begint het spel Sneller klopt ons hart. Hoor! Het gaat beginnen! Wie zal winnen dit keer? Kijk! Ze zijn gestart
Do You Know How It Feels To Be Lonesome?
Composer(s): Barry Goldberg - Gram Parsons
Performer(s): The International Submarine Band
Do you know how it feels to be lonesome When there's just no one left that really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people And all they ever seem to do is stare
And you remember how it feels to be cold again When the happiness of love has gone away And you never want to go out on the street again And you only seem to live from day to day
Do you know how it feels to be lonesome When there's just no one left who really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people Yes, and all they ever seem to do is stare Yes, and all they ever seem to do is stare
The Ascot Gavotte (Dutch Version: Ascot Gavotte) Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe - Lane & Friends Performer(s): Roger Rees
Ladies and Gentlemen Ev'ry duke and earl and peer is here Ev'ryone who should be here is here What a smashing, positively dashing Spectacle: the Ascot op'ning day At the gate are all the horses Waiting for the cue to fly away What a gripping, absolutely ripping Moment at the Ascot op'ning day Pulses rushing! Faces flushing! Heartbeats speed up! I have never been so keyed up! And second now They'll begin to run Hark! A bell is ringing They are springing Forward Look! It has begun...! What a frenzied moment that was! Didn't they maintain an exhausting pace? 'Twas a thrilling, absolutely chilling Running of the Ascot op'ning race
Sancta Maria, ik kom tot U Hier bij het kruis bid ik tot U Vraag ik om raad, hoop in m'n hart Want Gij troost menselijke smart
Doe ik soms kwaad als ik bemin Meer dan het geld is zij me waard Zij maakt m'n lot zo wonderbaar O, ik leef alleen voor haar
Vergeef me m'n ontroering Als zij niet bij me is Vergeef me m'n vervoering Als zij in m'n armen ligt Vergeef Sancta Maria Dit brandend liefdesvuur En maak Sancta Maria Dat het voor altijd duurt
Doe ik soms kwaad als ik bemin Meer dan het goud is zij me waard Zij maakt m'n lot zo wonderbaar O, ik leef alleen voor haar
Vergeef me m'n ontroering Als zij niet bij me is Vergeef me m'n vervoering Als zij in m'n armen ligt Vergeef Sancta Maria Dit brandend liefdesvuur En maak Sancta Maria Dat het voor altijd duurt
Do You Know Any Bob Dylan? Composer(s): Eric Bogle Performer(s): Eric Bogle
At the age of nineteen, I was young, I was keen And I had just one burning ambition To be a folk singer, a dope-smoking swinger Singing songs that were steeped in tradition
So I bought a guitar and I practiced real hard I wasn't much good, but I was willin' Till to my chagrin, my girlfriend came in And she said, "Can you sing any Dylan?"
And I said "No, no a thousand times no! I'd rather see my life blood spillin' I'll sing anything, even God Save the King But I just won't sing any Bob Dylan!"
And with my guitar I traveled real far Trying to gain recognition I sang "Matty Groves" from St. Paul to Glen Cove In pubs, clubs, and in seamen's missions
I traveled the road for seven long years The pace, it really was killin' And wherever I went from Scotland to Kent They would say, "Can you sing any Dylan?"
And I said "No, no a thousand times no! I'd rather see my life blood spillin' I'll sing anything, even God Save the King But I just won't sing any Bob Dylan!"
Well I soldiered on but the magic was gone Leaving naught but a deep sense of failure So I thought I would go where all failures go And I took me a ship to Australia
When I landed in Sydney, the sun it shone down On a view that was lovely and thrilling But seeing my case, with a smile on his face Customs said, "Can you sing any Dylan, mate?"
And I said "No, no a thousand times no! I'd rather see my life blood spillin' I'll sing anything, even God Save the King But I just won't sing any Bob Dylan!"
Well ever since then, again and again They've asked me the same boring question And I usually reply with a glint in my eye And a rather indecent suggestion
But the last straw came one night at a local motel Where I had a young girl who was willin' Put my hand up her dress, and she said "I'll say yes If first you will sing me some Dylan"
And I said "No, no a thousand times no! I'd rather see my life blood spillin' I'll sing anything, even God Save the King But I just won't sing any Bob Dylan!"
But I tell you my friend, that was the end Of all my traditional aspirations If being a folkie meant giving up nookie There was one way to end my frustrations
So the very next night at another folk club Where the audience around me was millin' I took off my coat and I ruptured my throat And I sang a song just like Bob Dylan
"Fo-o-o-or the ti-i-i-mes they are a-changi-i-i-ing"
And the audience went wild, man, woman and child They clapped 'til their poor hands were bleeding And they said, so to speak, that my style was unique And just what the folk scene was needing
So all you young folkies who play a guitar If you want to achieve a top billin' Just murder good prose and sing through your nose And then you'll sound just like Bob Dylan
